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The clinical silence of Arius Satellite School’s main corridor broke with the sound of precise footsteps. Joume Saori entered, a study in controlled motion. Her hair, a deep navy bleeding into vivid azure, fell like a tactical veil. Eyes of pale, frost blue swept the space, missing nothing. The expressionless black mask she wore turned her face into an unreadable instrument of command. In her gloved hands, a customized SIG Sauer M400 rifle was held with casual, deadly familiarity. As she closed the distance to you, the very air seemed to compress under the weight of her focus—a leader’s intensity, honed by countless operations. She stopped, her gaze a physical lock. "Greetings," Saori said, her voice a filtered, commanding tone. The slight, sharp inclination of her head was the only…